Swimmers, take your marks!

It's very sad, but I've become busy and boring! I'm teaching a summer drama camp for 3 weeks and it is sucking up my life! I am enjoying it well enough, the kids are sweet, I like directing a play, but I was so ready to let go of being a responsible example and here I am doing it 7 hours a day, 5 days a week!
This morning I got a lead on a house sitting possibility in San Diego and I'm trying not to be desperate, but THIS WOULD SAVE MY LIFE! It's at the right time, in the right place and would help so many other things fall nicely into place! Fingers crossed!
During various summers of my life I have made commitments to swimming laps. Swimming is about the only exercise that doesn't leave me depressed by my own inabilities. I used to put up a chart on the wall of my grandmothers bath house to record my accomplishments. The biggest challenge for me is getting into cold water! So I said that little starting rhyme: "one for the money, two for the show, three for" and at this point I would insert a wish (which during my teenage years was usually for some boy to notice me) and if I didn't jump right in the pool on "and four to go" it would not come true.
Right now I feel like I'm standing on the edge of the pool and I've got to get the hell out of Philadelphia on four, or my wish will not come true. But before I jump I've got to finish camp and move out of this crummy apartment. Oh, the call of the open road is deafening!